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Sunday, January 30
smiles ? - Sunday, January 30, 2005
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got new clothes from my aunt.
2 black jackets.
1 pink tee from g unit. (american-based clothes line)

i've started reading 'owen whittaker's the godfather' yesterday and i'm already halfway thru. if you asked me there's far too little text in it. maybe it's just cos i like reading thick,heavy books. gives me more time to be absorbed in my own world. it's a different genre from what i'm used to reading. from all those kinda teenager, girly kinda books. to one that involves a famous writer being the legal guardian of two kids after his best friend dies.

my aunt is over at my house again. it's become frequent and i don't mind her coming over at all. actually allows me to get to know her better. esp since she is gonna be my future godmother.

i met teri on the bus while i was on my way to tuition. btw, we were late and since teri had aching muscles and refused to walk any faster than a snail( i might be exaggerating!ahem.), we were even later. in the lift, teri was complaining how unreasonably hot it was. the girl didn't realise she was wearing a jacket. being late didn't give her a good enough excuse to walk faster down the corridor. so i had no choice but to threaten to scatter the contents in her file all over the place. teri sprinted.

teri was using my hairclip to pin up her fringe and cause it's so damn short, her hair had a life of it's own and her hair was spiking up all over the place. all i could do was laugh. all mr karib could do is scold the two of us AGAIN for being childish.

the hols have started. but i'm become so passive and staying at home.

luv alwaez.
kel

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